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Sunday, July 29, 2018

Another one on the d/l, but hopefully kinda fun. So, as I think I said, one of the reoccurring themes/storylines of the dancing boy franchise is this secret global elite, with good and bad halves. And, as I may have said, there's a Hollywood branch of both sides, and one of the units consisted - back in the day - of industry kids (mostly but not exclusively actors and performers). Our first mission - which ended in the death of one of the kids (he took a bullet to save the rest of us) - is the lead up and climax of the first feature. He wasn't supposed to die of course, but one of the kids turned to the other side, and served as a mole to the bad guys. He becomes a super-villain in the franchise, and makes an appearance in the first short. Naturally, as our unit is activated again after all these years, the martyred boy needs to be replaced.

I feel like whomever this is has maybe lost touch with reality. It seems like the narrative is always playing out as we speak, like he’s making it up as he goes along, or at least changing history for the sake of a good story. I really want to like Dancing Boy because of his traumatic past (ya know, empathy and whatnot), but I just can’t get over his convoluted neverending drama. It’s just stream-of-consciousness rambling from someone who can’t seem to tell a straight story.

It was a dark and stormy night. As I lay in bed I could hear boy coyotes howling out to girl coyotes hungry for love in the sparse foothills that separate my hometown from Simi Valley. I'd heard an old grizzled rancher once explain that those hills had trouble supporting so much as one jack rabbit per square acre, and that's why the ranchers were all glad to see tract after endless tract of hastily thrown together houses coming their way. They were tired of being burned out every couple of years, losing land to landslides in rainy years, and losing all hope in drought years. They seemed as eager for attention and generosity from real estate developers as the girl coyotes living out there would be for a gift of one of those scarce jack rabbits from a boy coyote. The true horror to those ranchers, it seemed, was that despite how utterly willing they were to sell out if only someone would buy them out, instead they time after time had the experience of the girl coyote thinking that howling was for her only to see a gift of jack rabbit deposited at the feet of an entirely different girl coyote. "When is MY jack rabbit to come?" she might pitifully wonder, surveying the bleak grass and oak expanses around her with the knowledge that this sparse terrain was now one jack rabbit less should she seek to hunt for herself. Suddenly a shot rang out in the dark, and I realized it was a knock on my bedroom door involving a heavy pinky ring on wood. Before I could say anything the bedroom door flew open. The man coming in was slender but larger than me, silly in speech and demeanor but still recognized as an adult compared to any child. "Aren't we a good little boy to be in bed in our jammie-wammies as we should" he said.

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Just get the tiresome tropes we've heard a thousand times out of your system, such as the above writing exercise can help do.

You once had an interesting story and started to tell it here, though not always coherently. Reverting to stale and worn out themes rather than telling your own unique story is a waste of time. Tell your own story, unless of course you don't really have one.

I can't tell if the Dancing Boy posts are reveals, fiction, or some sort of bizarre product placement for an upcoming tv series or movie. I lost the plot a while ago, this is the first one I've bothered to read in a while, I'll be honest, if I see "Dancing Boy", I skip it now, like I do the minute I see "reality" or "rapper".

@Unknown, I don't know anymore either. At first it was about exposing the people who abused him. Good, we're all on board with that, and we understand the need for obscurity. Sometimes we still get hints of that, but then we get stuff like this where it seems like he's trying to build his story into a movie franchise or something, with an unclear amount of fictionalization. That doesn't really go along with the "I'm almost too scared to leak this out" persona we saw earlier. Maybe we can't expect someone like him, with his experiences, to be rational and consistent. But dealing with irrational people is hard enough when you know them well in person.

Hey Dorvannnn (hope I got all the n's), I think that sounds most logical. I've read this site for fun for awhile. Only because of the LSA thread about Chris Cornell. Although I skip the rapper and teen mom junk. I also skip a lot of the singer blinds since it's likely a pop star I don't know or care about. Especially if it's a female singer because I tend to not be a huge fan of those. I never bothered to comment before. But I've followed all these weird and sometimes insufferable Dancing Boy blinds. And honestly, I think taking them at face value is what makes them entirely illegible in the first place. Most aren't blind items. At least not at first glance. But there's something that might be hidden inside them. It's just not written well enough to get through to most people. It think that's why we miss the point (if there is one) of these Dancing Boy blinds.

This secret global elite Hollywood branch that consisted of kids sounds like something out of a movie. It likely just means that at the time there were a lot of very prominent child stars that appeared in a lot of movies together. Kind of like an ever revolving Brat Pack. I seriously doubt we're supposed to literally think it's IRL Spy Kids.

To be fair, I do indeed think they are just ranting fantasies written by a very damaged person who needs to vent. I forgot who people thought this was. But it's not the kid from Our House, right? I liked that show.

Dancing Boy's writing style is poor and completely disconnected from what makes things easy on the reader. But maybe he's just not a good writer or his mental state just makes it hard for him to focus. And of course it might all be constructed as a game for the readers and none of it is real.

Now I don't believe there are any features. There are no shorts or franchises coming. It's possible it's viral marketing for some bizarre web series. But I think (if it's real at all that is) that it's really just some revenge fantasy in this person's head and Enty is providing a place for him to get the stories he needs to get out without exposing himself outright. Maybe the "franchise" is just a way to help people imagine it like a film or TV series so they can see it all in their heads more clearly.

The only other thing I can say is that I try not to skip these things but it's hard because they are constructed so poorly. So "the game" is very hard to play. These are a chore to read and I don't really like them. But I guess once you start you might as well read them all in their migraine inducing glory. That's probably one of the reasons they keep coming.

@Alexei, no.Dancing Boy started posting blinds about his child actor experiences (he was not famous) back in January. He's become a regular contributor since then. Sometimes writing about the films he is trying to make, other times unrelated blinds but they usually are connected to him in some way. If you haven't kept up with all of them, they probably won't make sense. They don't necessarily make sense even if you have read them all. Buy if you've got time to kill, do a search on this site for "Dancing Boy" to catch up. Some of them (the first few especially) are really interesting.

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